The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The saint is an envoy of the gods, and she is a very transcendent existence in the entire underworld. However, with Sikong Ye's strength, he did not take that envoy who was sought after by everyone in his eyes.

When he heard that the person who hurt his little great-grandson was the Holy Maiden of the Underworld, Sikong Ye didn't raise his eyelids, and let out a disdainful snort from his nose.

The saint naturally understood where the humming came from. It was nothing more than the fact that the saint, whom everyone feared, looked like an ant that could be crushed to death with one hand in the eyes of the ancestors. Mingshan is running around, always staying in his own temple with restraint? Do you really think she is lazy and unable to walk?

"Why did she hit you?" Sikong Ye asked coldly.

The saint said: "Her mother stole my things. I went to ask for it, but she hurt me."

This incident is not fabricated by the saintess out of thin air. After all, when Yu Wan first entered the underworld, Lan Jiao did snatch a Gu king, and Yu Wan did come to ask for it. injury.

The only difference is that she was a saint when she was injured, but now she has become "Lan Yu", but the ancestor will not know this, the ancestor will only know that he was injured by that stinky girl.

Sikong Ye frowned and said, "Don't you even have a guard? That kind of three-legged cat's kung fu can also hurt you?"

At any rate, I am also one of the top five masters in Mingdu, but I became a three-legged cat in the mouth of this ancestor. The saint took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and said in a low voice: "The family is poor, so I can't afford it." Guard, I borrowed from the folks for the money I came to Hades."

The blood of the people living among the people has lived a life of ups and downs, which makes this ancestor feel more pity, isn't it?

Sure enough, after listening to the saint's words, Sikong Ye hugged the saint's arms even tighter: "Who else is in the family?"

"It's gone, I'm the only one." St. Ann choked up and said.

Sikong Ye carried the saint girl back to Chaoyang Palace.

The disciples in the temple were all terrified when they saw their fairy-like ancestor came back with a girl in his arms.

After Sikong Ye entered the room, the disciples were blown away.

"Who is that girl?"

"Is it the one brought back by the ancestor last night? The ancestor brought her back in the same way last night..."

"The old ancestor won't be at this age, and finally the iron tree will bloom, and he will fall in love with a little girl, right?"

Si Kongye only ordered his disciples to take good care of the girl he brought back, but he didn't reveal her identity, so no one guessed about the little great-grandson, they just felt that the girl was lucky enough to be their patriarch's wife in the future.

"Is our Chaoyang Palace finally going to have a mistress?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't let the ancestor hear you! Let's go, we can't speculate on the affairs of the ancestor, let's do our duty with peace of mind, and do our best to be loyal to the ancestor!"

The disciples dispersed.

Sikong Ye carried the saint girl back to her own room. Her ankle was sprained a little bit, and her entire ankle and instep were swollen. Sikong Ye used his internal force to dissipate the blood stasis for her, almost in the blink of an eye. The feet are back to normal.

"Get up and take two steps." Sikong Ye said.

"Yeah!" The saint stood up obediently and walked a few steps, and the pain was really gone!

grunt~

The saint's stomach growled.

I only drank a bowl of bamboo chicken and ginseng soup in the morning, and went outside and suffered an injury, so I was inevitably hungry at this time.

"Eat first." Sikong Ye said.

The implication is to eat before revenge.

The saint had no reason not to agree, she nodded, showing a cute look and said, "It's all up to you."

Sikong Ye asked his disciples to prepare a meal, but he didn't eat, but just sat there and watched the saint eat.

If the saint eats slowly, he will frown, and if the saint eats more chopsticks, his brows will stretch.

The saint has the illusion of being deeply loved. She was born to be the most powerful saint of the Lan family, and she can be regarded as being held in the palm of others. Those who hold it, the meaning is not the same.

Patriarch Sikong was able to compete with the rumored Pluto. If there hadn't been an accident with the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi, he might have been the real Pluto.

The saint couldn't help being jealous of Yu Wanlai again, what kind of shit luck did that girl have, why did all the good things in the world go to her? No one knows better than her how unreasonable old fellow Sikong Patriarch is, but it is precisely because of this that his favor is so precious, not to mention, he doesn't look old at all, even though his hair is full of silver, but The beauty is unparalleled, like the gods of the nine heavens.

The saint can't think about it anymore, the more she thinks about it, the more jealous she will be.

"I'm full," said the saint.

Sikong Ye frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with her appetite.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the Holy Maiden is a girl who is already married, but in Si Kongye's eyes, she is still a little girl, it's not good for a baby to eat so little.

Sikong Ye pushed the bowl of rice in front of him to the saint: "Eat."

The saint who had never eaten much was startled: "Huh?"

Other people's children are fat and round, while their own dolls are thin and shriveled. It looks like they haven't been properly fed. Si Kongye is a competent elder and will never allow his little great-grandson to starve into a little skinny monkey.

"Eat it." Sikong Ye said incredulously.

In order to play a good great-granddaughter who has endured hardships among the people and is not picky eaters, she has already finished eating the rice in the bowl. You know, when she was a saint, her three meals combined did not amount to just one bowl many.

She was already a little stuffed: "Old Ancestor, I..."

"Eat it, don't make me say it for the third time!" He is an elder who loves his children, but he will never allow his children to be picky eaters!

The saint took the bowl of rice bravely and ate it with her life.

Si Kongye found out that she didn't eat vegetables, but only ate rice, and it was strange that she was not growing strong.

Sikong Ye picked up some fat and greasy braised pork for her with chopsticks.

Seeing those lumps of trembling fat, the vegetarian saint wanted to die!

Sikong Ye didn't have enough fat meat, so he even picked up two big chicken legs, which made the saint roll her eyes.

Seeing her panicking even with such a small amount of food, it can be seen how hard life was in the folks before, it made her stomach hungry, didn't she? Si Kongye became more and more determined to raise his own doll well and strong.

After a meal, half of the saint's life was gone.

After a few more meals, she felt that she could survive here to death.

"Old... Patriarch, are we..."

Is it time to seek revenge on the "Holy Maiden"?

Si Kongye understood what he meant, and he didn't have any doubts because of her anxiety. If he was bullied, he should fight back. things to do.

He called the disciples of the Chaoyang Palace and asked them how they should raise their children. When he was the young master of the Sikong family in his early years, he had seen many children, but it was one thing to see them, and another to raise them himself. up.

The disciples were stunned. The ancestor didn't call them for hundreds of years, but when he did, he asked them how to raise their children? !

"Although the disciple has never given birth, but there is a younger brother in the disciple's family..."

It was the little disciple named Jinghong, who talked endlessly about the parenting scriptures of his parents, which were nothing more than eating well, drinking well, dressing well, and sleeping well.

Sikong Ye frowned deeply. There were no women in Chaoyang Palace, and his little great-grandson didn't even have a change of clothes.

At that moment, Sikong Ye took the holy girl who had lost half her life due to overeating, out of Mingshan, and went to the market to buy.

The saint was paralyzed on the carriage, not wanting to move.

She was really, really dying, her belly was going to burst!

"Hey candied haws - candied haws -"

On the side of the street, passing by a peddler selling candied haws, Sikong Ye saw an old lady leading a seven-year-old girl walking past, the old lady bought a bunch of candied haws for the little girl, Sikong Ye nodded in resignation, jumped off the carriage, I also bought a bunch of candied haws for my doll.

Just as he turned around and got into the car with the candied haws, he caught a glimpse of a small chubby figure at the stall beside him from the corner of his eye.

Looking from the side, it is a girl about the same age as her own doll. There are several bowls of glutinous rice balls in front of her. She has already dried up four of them. She is sucking on the fifth bowl. Soon, the stall owner presented her with a bowl of glutinous rice balls. A large plate of kebabs.

She took a mouthful of salty barbecue and a mouthful of sweet glutinous rice balls, she ate so much~

Sikong Ye was very envious, look, this is someone else's child.

It would be great if my own doll can also be raised so white and fat.

Just thinking about it, the little chubby girl said, "Another bowl of glutinous rice balls!"

The saint on the carriage heard this familiar voice, and sat up in a jerk!

She lifted the curtain and looked around.

From her point of view, she could only see the back of the other party, but it was not in vain to get along for more than ten days, and she almost recognized who the other party was at the first sight.

It's really hard to find a place to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.

The saint smiled coldly: "You said it's not good for you to stay at Sikong's house obediently? You can live for a day or two, and you can come to your door yourself, so don't blame me for being rude!"

The saint got out of the carriage, came behind Yu Wan, and lightly patted Yu Wan on the shoulder.

She only waited for Yu Wan to turn around, and then told Patriarch loudly that this was the murderer who hurt her.

Unexpectedly, without waiting for her to speak, Yu Wan threw herself into her arms: "Sister—I've been looking for you so hard—"